SMOSH AGAINST TIME: The Epic Conclusion (Book Three)

Epilogue: THE EPIC CONCLUSION

First, I'd like to thank you guys for reading the story, I can't believe this book's finished... I'm kinda happy and sad at the same time that this series is drawing to a close and had grown over the months. Not to mention the 10K reads! It's amazing, as our language would describe it: "Grabe!" (Pronounced Gra-beh, meaning wow or awesome. Correct me if I'm wrong PipPishand forever_unanonymousxD)

I didn't even know that one book would lead to a trilogy that's good and will keep you at the edge of your seat, especially this one had you all gasping with all the 'deaths'.

So here's the epilogue! Let's see how it all ends.

-Migz

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Ian Hecox

Anthony's eyes met mine and he was asking me to trust him. I trust this man with my life, he never let me down when I needed him the most but I couldn't shake the feeling of nervousness, it was still a risky thing to do...or at least how I consider it.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked worriedly.

"Yeah, it'll be done before you know it." Anthony assured me.

"Take it slow man." I said but Anthony suddenly forced it in, making me scream out loud, "FUCK! It hurts!" I bellowed.

"It's a little tight." He pushed it in further and I gasped in shock.

"Is it in yet?" I asked but the stinging pain was still there. I yelled while my friend continued to shove it in, "OW! DAMMIT! C'mon!" I kicked on the ground.

"It won't hurt later." He groaned as he kept going.

I screamed, "Maybe you should've put some lube to slide it faster!" My face contorted in agony, I couldn't bear it.

"You okay?" He grunted, placing a hand on my shoulder and grabbing it tight.

"Just keep going...AAAARGGH!" I shrieked, even though the pain turned into a dull sting, my friend suddenly pushed it even more, making the pain worsen than it should've been.

"I'm almost there." He said.

I tried inching away but he pulled me closer, "Saying 'almost there' won't hel—AAAAAGH!"

"It's in!" Anthony cheered, "It's a little tight but it'll do."

"I know how you feel, man, squeezing my arm in this tight thing fucking hurts." I stared at the arm-mounted cannon that he had just shoved my hand in. The cannon's inside was too small but Anthony managed to force it in... I couldn't feel my hand, it just throbbed inside.

What? You were thinking of something else, weren't you? You dirty pervert.

We were outdoors and it was a cloudy morning, nothing but grey skies. Beside us was the wide river of the city of Sacramento and across it were the tall buildings of the city extending out for miles.

Anthony walked away from where I was, going for a few feet then turning around to face me. He was angry, staring at me with furious eyes. I did the same while equipping myself with a large helmet that snuggly fit my large head.

The cold winter morning sent shivers down my spine, it was the wrong time to wear really thin clothes, it made my nipples hard as a rock, although warm sweat flowed down the side of my face since I was nervous of the inevitable...